"Ugly sweater contest!" Asuna cheered wearing an ugly sweater. I slid on the rug as the friction gives me a rug burn. I curse as Asuna judges my sweater.
"Wow! Your sweater is really ugly!"
"......"
"But not ugly enough-"
"MY PHONE. KILLUA STOP TAKING YOUR ANGER OUT ON MY PHONE."
"Haha never."
"Hmth, it's never too late for therapy," she mumbles. "And it's never too late to duct tape your mouth shut." I give her a sly grin. "Mum! Killua broke my phone again!"
"Oh so your just gonna be a snitch?" I growl. "
Well, who else is?!"
"Snitches get stitches and fall into ditches.
"I haven't fell into any ditches."
"Yet."
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Killua's Diary 2 キルアの日記 (Ask Killua#2)
Random|Killua's Diary|Sequel| Didn't expect to write another one, honestly.. (〃￣ω￣〃ゞ
